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And after all the Yellow Turban Qi practitioners died in battle that day, the Yellow Turban Army scattered outside Nanyang City practiced the exercises, and basically spread throughout the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty in two months.

But maybe it's the name of the court officials, or the name of some big chaebols.

These broken bamboo slips are divided into divine books, real books, and copying.

Thereinto.

The Book of Gods is a bamboo slip that records part of the five elements of the technique, and how to break through to the foundation building period during the Qi training period, and it is also a bamboo slip without any defects.

The original book is a record of how to make the monk have a sense of aura and the cultivation method during the qi training period.

And Linjiao, which is the most widely circulated bamboo slip in the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, is also the bamboo slip that Guo Jia bought in the hands of a hawker yesterday.

And although copying is common, there are many mistakes in copying handwriting, which cannot make cultivators feel aura.

"It's a word of difference, thousands of miles away.."

Cao Cao looked at the bamboo slip in his hand and sighed.

Two months ago, he received an order from the Holy Lord, ordering him to take Huangfu Song in Nanyang.

"This is the practice practiced by the Yellow Turban Immortals!" Outside Nanyang City, Cao Cao looked at the bamboo slips all over the plain, and his heart was like a drum.

The Yellow Turban Qi Practitioner is unmatched.

Like an immortal, the thunder beckons to the Heavenly Master of Zhang Jiao.

Although the Han soldiers hated and resented.

But it cannot be denied that they are more fearful and envious.

"But now it's all in front of my Cao Mengde's eyes." Cao Cao treated his own child, afraid of its damage, knelt on the ground, gently threw away the surrounding soil, and took out the bamboo slips.

Cao Cao was loyal to the Han Dynasty, and Huangfu Song nodded with acquiescence.

"For every volume you copy, you will be rewarded with 100 gold!"

In addition to the few volumes that Cao Cao secretly hidden, on the way back, he ordered the soldiers in the army who knew some words to start copying other original copies of the divine scriptures.

Return, return to the court.

A day later, when Cao Cao returned to Luoyang, it was as if something had been ignited in an instant.

Above the court.

"Divine Book!" Liu Hong was startled from the dragon chair.

"Practicing qigong?" Zheng Xuan looked at Cao Cao and presented a few scrolls of bamboo slips to the saint.

"Find a chance and copy a copy." Zhang Rang's eyes narrowed.

"It's a good Cao Mengde and Huangpu Song, they didn't even ask me first!" He Jin closed his eyes and was expressionless.

"No matter what, my Yuan family deserves one." Yuan Shao looked at everyone, unhurried.

Quiet, everyone was silent.

But as Cao Cao ordered the soldiers to carry the remaining bamboo slips into the main hall.

"No less than a hundred volumes!" The box opened, and He Jin exclaimed.

"Holy Lord, my Yuan family is the fourth and third duke.."

"The old minister is a big man.."

"I deserve one!"

Quarrels, arguments.

The ministers almost met each other in the court that day.

"It's useless for me to keep it alone, so let's distribute it."

In the end, when Liu Hong felt a pair of red eyes below, his heart was excited, and he was reluctant to give it up.

And that's the day.

The books of God, the original books, and the words copied have also spread all over the world.

"It's easy to copy, but it's possible that the handwriting is wrong and you can't cultivate." An ordinary qi practitioner in the mountains.

"The real book is hard to find, in addition to the soldiers who participated in the Battle of the Yellow Turban, all the soldiers who practiced, some money and ability can also be found and held." He Jin studied the divine book in his hand.

"And the most sacred book, ordinary people just listen to its name, but don't see it, it's rare to see it at all." Yuan Shao was complacent in the house.

"It's just that except for the divine books that have not been found in the land of Nanyang City, the rest of the divine books have already fallen into the major chaebols and wealthy families." In Luoyang City, a place called the Hero Building, Wang Yue sat on the first place, looking at the crowd competing for the price.

I saw that there was a stone table on the stage, and a roll of bamboo slips was placed on the stone table.

Ordinary, stained with blood.

This is exactly the book that Wang Yue missed in the land of Nanyang.

"But it's a pity that I've already laid the foundation, and this book is useless." Wang Yue shook his head and looked at the people bidding.

The quarrel and shouting, although small, have also lasted for two incense sticks.

But now there was silence with a voice.

"Twenty thousand gold! I have come all the way to Mi Zhu, and I hope you will give me a face. A big businessman got up and gave up his hand with a smile on his face, he heard the news and made a special trip to Luoyang, just to buy a copy.

"Why do you give face?"

"Those who have money get it."

"Yes."

"Lao Tzu is still a member of the Yuan family of the fourth and third dukes!" A young man got up, and his entourage shouted behind him.

"I respect Yuan Gong, but what are you Yuan Shu?" Cao Cao drank tea, but Cao Ren behind him touched the war knife behind his waist.

Chaos, quarrels.

"It's all guests, don't get angry."

Wang Yue got up and played a round game.

Although he was smiling, when he gave his hand, his clothes swayed in the wind, but he inadvertently revealed a cold light...

"The divine book was finally obtained by the merchant called Mi Zhu, and Wang Yue seems to have hidden it."

In retrospect, it was only a moment.

Cao Cao tried his best to hide his reluctance, and handed the divine book in his hand to Guo Jia.

"Qi Practice, Five Elements Technique.."

Guo Jia stretched out his hand and took it curiously.

There is some precipitation at the beginning.

The blood stains on the bamboo slips have obviously been wiped by someone, but perhaps for fear of damaging the handwriting written in them, the handwriting in the text is a little blurry and unbearable under the black and red rendering.

"But if you look closely, you can tell the difference."

Cao Cao opened his mouth, sat in front of the table, and said to Guo Jia, who was a little fascinated: "There are still a lot of divine books and true books in Mengde's mansion, why don't you go to the mansion with Mengde?"

"Good.. Well? ”

seemed to wake up, and after hearing Cao Cao's words, Guo Jia hurriedly got up and arched his hand: "Brother Meng De is not strange, he is fascinated for a while."

"Sir, it's okay, when Meng De saw such a divine book that day, it was like this."

Cao Cao laughed, unconcerned, and his face did not seem to be fake.

"Thank you, Brother Mengde, Haihan.." After Guo Jia apologized, he quietly looked at Cao Cao.

"Lead people sincerely, corporal courtesy, and the official position should not be low.."

Cao Cao was dressed in brocade, and although his face was dark and simple, he revealed a trace of majesty.

And the big man named Zixiao behind him is equipped with a war knife at his waist, and his body is strong, like a tiger and wolf.

"I don't have a place to live now, so I might as well go to his house for a few days."

Guo Jia pondered.

After all, after a year, Luoyang's friends have not been found, and all the money has been used to buy the bamboo slips.

"Not for anything else, for the book of God, but also for a trip!"

The bamboo slip in his hand was like a magnet, Guo Jia was reluctant to put it down, thinking in his heart, and then after tidying up his clothes, he arched his hand to Cao Cao and said: "In the next name Guo Jia, the word is filial piety, if the brother does not give up, Feng Xiao is willing to go to the house with the brother to have a look."

"Good!"

Cao Cao was overjoyed, and hurriedly grabbed Guo Jia's hand and said, "Don't talk about it, you can live for the rest of your life."

Speechless, Guo Jia was stunned when he heard it.

In fact, he didn't know that when he was observing Cao Cao, Cao Cao had already observed him for a day.

"Talented, this is a great talent!" Yesterday in the inn, Cao Cao looked at Guo Jia, who was discussing the world with several scholars in a whisper.

Construction, rise and fall.

The people, the situation.

Guo Jia came as soon as he touched his hands, talked eloquently, and the sergeant was helplessly defeated, and took out the money for the meal.

"This person is a ghost, he must make friends!"

Although the imperial court is decaying, Yu Wei is still there, Guo Jia is afraid of the eyes and ears around him, and although the conversation between several people is small, Cao Cao is a monk at the second level of Qi training, how can he not hear it.

"Zixiao, hurry back to the house and get the divine book!" By the window of the compartment on the second floor, Cao Cao was overjoyed when he saw Guo Jia buying the method of practicing qi in the market, and hurriedly ordered Cao Ren to go back to his house to get the book.

"It's brother!"

Hearing Cao Cao's sudden order, Cao Ren left in confusion. "The divine book is precious, and my brother regards it as his life, but now he asks me to take it, why not ask the noble?"

Puzzled, but it was a matter of divine books, and Cao Ren did not dare to slack off.

"As long as you have something you like, you will have the opportunity to talk and make friends." Cao Ren left, but Cao Cao stayed in the house opposite the inn for the whole night, afraid that Guo Jia would leave.

Confident in the book of God and himself, in the house without lights, Cao Cao looked at the inn and murmured, so there was a scene of today's book gift.

..

"Sure enough, the sky pays off.."

Cao Cao sighed in the mansion and looked at Guo Jia, who was very excited in the study.

Great talents are rare, and divine books can be found.

"There is a plan for filial piety, and it is not difficult to find even if it is a divine book!"

With a ruthless heart, Cao Cao seemed to have made up his mind, and then looked at Guo Jia and said: "Don't worry, Fengxiao, since you live in your brother's mansion, all this book will be kept by you in the future!"

"I'll keep it!" Guo Jia was overjoyed and shocked, and his hands shook.

Click―

"It's broken!" When Cao Cao saw it, his eyes were dark and his head was dizzy.

"Divine Book!"

Cao Ren was frightened, and in a hurry, he hurriedly took the bamboo slip after lying on the ground.

Silent.

Without a word.

"Brother Mengde.."

Guo Jia spoke carefully.

"What my brother said will remain unchanged, and the study will be kept by you in the future!"

Guo Jia's words were interrupted, and Cao Cao smiled and left.

It's just that the back is in the middle of the mountain, and the footsteps are a little vain..